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Track 11-Chains and Choppas (E) (ft. M.A. and Y.M.C. Tay)

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///-Verse 1 (Y.M.C. Tay)
I got a chappa and it's gotta beam (24)
This shit realistic, cause life ain't a dream (M.A.)
I got the bag, like I take out the trash
Got one extra mag when I ride with a strap
Shoot with the rockets like I be hakeem
Weight on my back 'cause I carry the team
The track explicit, but the bars is clean
Ain't catchin' my lingo, can't see what I mean
I ain't a banger, but I ain't a bxtch
Ain't playin' no games, but I come with a switch
I ain't affiliate with red or blue
Ain't reppin' a flag, I just hang with the crew
I might be white, but I'm blacker than you
Ain't tellin' no lies, I'm just speakin' the truth
Pull up like D12, yeah, I got the proof
Fxck with the homie, you know he gon' (boom, boom, boom)

///-Hook (M.A.)
This shxt real life not no roleplay (on god)
Straight down to business, no foreplay (on god)
Gon' catch you lackin' in 4k (true)
No time to talk, I can't parlay (on god)
I used to live in the ghettos (str8 up)
Now I buy chains and stilletos (facts)
They askin' how did you get those (on god)
Increase my value like tenfold (facts)
I used to beg for the money
I still ain't rich, but I'm well off
I ain't a bitch, but they still talk
They just be buggin', like dry cough
I used to beg for forgiveness
Now I'm just happy I did this
No, I cannot be stopped
So just stay out of my business

///-Verse 2 (M.A.)
Yeah, I got a choppa and I got a beam
I'm gettin' the paper like it comes in reams
She on some baby shit, her last name keem
I got that fast twitch, but bitch, I don't stream
I came with the shooters, like it's golden state
I be an investor, ain't no Andrew tate
I grew up on poor shit, the shxt was my fate
But now I got money all up on my plate
Yeah, I got money all up on my mind
Don't hit up my phone if you wastin' my time
Yeah, I got chains on my neck like a savage
Came a long way from bein' a average
Carry a blick, when I'm leavin' the house
Know someone always tryna gun me down
Carry my heart on my sleeve when I'm out
All of these bxtches know what Im about

///-Hook (M.A.)
This shxt real life not no roleplay (on god)
Straight down to business, no foreplay (on god)
Gon' catch you lackin' in 4k (true)
No time to talk, I can't parlay (on god)
I used to live in the ghettos (str8 up)
Now I buy chains and stilletos (facts)
They askin' how did you get those (on god)
Increase my value like tenfold (facts)
I used to beg for the money
I still ain't rich, but I'm well off
I ain't a bitch, but they still talk
They just be buggin', like dry cough
I used to beg for forgiveness
Now I'm just happy I did this
No, I cannot be stopped
So just stay out of my business

Produced by Noel Styles (the beat ofc)

///- Art credit to [@savage_water](/@/savage_water)
///- honestly, who wants to read this?
///- you know who you are

THESE LYRICS ARE PROPERTY OF MAVERICH RECORDS C. 2024 OFF OF THE ALBUM "Project 24" PRODUCED AND WRITTEN BY Noel Styles Y.M.A. Tay